"Someone else told me." Father Jiang smiled. He didn’t dare tell Jiang Xue it was Cheng Li who told them. So, he immediately changed the subject and asked, "What did you go to the city for?"
"Dad, I was just about to tell you." Jiang Xue looked at Father Jiang and told him everything she did in the city. She also mentioned that she made quite a bit of money.
"What, your calligraphy not only went to an exhibition but also sold for money?" Father Jiang was also shocked. He knew exactly what kind of person his daughter was. Even though her writing was decent, he really couldn’t believe it could sell for money.
"Yes!" Jiang Xue couldn’t help but laugh at her father’s surprised look and said, "Dad, don’t be so amazed. I put in a lot of hard work practicing writing. During the month I was confined after childbirth, whenever the baby was asleep and I had nothing to do, I practiced writing every day. Otherwise, how could my calligraphy improve so quickly, how could it sell?"
Father Jiang still didn’t believe it and said to Jiang Xue, "Write a few words for me to see."
Jiang Xue knew her father still didn’t believe her, but she didn’t mind. Not to mention her father, even if she were in his shoes, she wouldn’t believe it.
After all, she knew what her handwriting was like before. If not for cultivating Spiritual Power, her writing really wouldn’t sell for much.
So, Jiang Xue didn’t refuse and found a piece of paper in the hospital room, casually writing a few words. Of course, without a brush, she couldn’t write large characters.
Jiang Xue handed over the finished writing to Father Jiang. Surprised, Father Jiang glanced at it and said, "Your writing has indeed improved a lot."
"Dad, I told you. I’m not lying."
"Alright, I believe you now."
"Of course, and whose daughter am I, right?" These flattering words made Father Jiang beam with joy.
"Alright, my daughter is amazing." Teased by Jiang Xue, Father Jiang’s mood improved a lot. These days in the hospital, he’s been worrying and rarely smiled.
Unexpectedly, with Jiang Xue’s arrival, not only was his mood lifted, but smiles also appeared on his face. So much so that when the doctor came to do rounds, he remarked, "Old Jiang, you look quite good today."
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After the doctor left, Jiang Xue began discussing with Father Jiang about going to the city for surgery.
As soon as Father Jiang heard, he naturally opposed it strongly. He knew very well the situation at home. Even the hospitalization money was borrowed, how could there be money for surgery?
He also knew about Jiang Xue’s in-laws. Back when Mu Qiancheng married Jiang Xue, a lot of money was spent. Even if the Mu family’s conditions were alright and Mu Qiancheng got allowances from the military, it wouldn’t be enough for surgery.
Father Jiang disagreed. Jiang Xue naturally understood why, so she said, "Dad, don’t worry about the money. I have enough for your surgery."
"Xue’er, it’s not that I’m doubting you. You’re married now. Even if you have money, how much can it be? My operation will cost a lot, you think it’s just tens or hundreds? The doctor told me, it’ll cost tens of thousands, not including post-op recovery."
"Dad, rest assured, I have the money, absolutely enough for your surgery. For now, don’t think about anything else, just wait for me to take you to the surgery."
"Do you really have the money?" Father Jiang looked at his daughter suspiciously, as if she were lying, so he asked again. Honestly, who wouldn’t want to have their illness cured?